Marilyn and Fish

When I finished college, I applied for a position in HR at the company where my sister, Elizabeth, was already working. While I was a business major, I minored in Human Resources.

"You've got to work somewhere," Elizabeth told me. "You'll like it there. And you can transfer and advance if you want. I've been there five years, so trust me."

It wasn't a large company, but one that needed at least three people in the office. When I was hired, one of the three other employees was on vacation. I spent the first week ramping in and learning the policies, reading case studies spanning several years, and getting to know the people in the company. The other two HR employees were just a few years older than I.

"You won't like Marilyn. She's been here forever and is too set in her ways. You'll see," Janice told me Friday afternoon.

"She's all about the job. She's a widow, works long hours, and doesn't interact socially with anyone, especially outside of the job," Marjorie added.

"What happened to her husband?" As soon as I asked, Marjorie and Janice exchanged quick looks. Both of them shook their heads.

Janice spoke first. "Don't bring it up. He was the love of her life. He died of a brain aneurysm five years ago. Just dropped dead as they were walking."

Marjorie added, "She worked hard before he died. But after? She is 100% business. Don't get on her wrong side."

The following Monday, the first day of my second week on the job, I arrived earlier than everyone else. I don't sleep as much as most people, so staying ahead of the learning curve came easily to me. The HR office offered delicious coffee, as well as two secondary offices attached to the break room. Both of those offices had large windows facing east. Arriving early, I did as I had since my second day on the job. I made a cup of coffee and headed toward the larger of the two rooms adjacent to the breakroom.

When I opened the door, sipping on my coffee, I froze. Several images flashed simultaneously. A woman with short, silver hair lay on the floor in the middle of the room, her hands resting on her legs, her arms crossed over her torso, and her head turned toward the window. She wore tight yoga pants and a sports bra. While she was dressed for yoga, the way her clothing clung to her was highly flattering. I noticed her silver hair was tinged with a light blue color on one side.

The woman released the back of her legs and lowered them back to the floor. I didn't realize I was staring until she turned her head toward the door. Her eyes widened. Instead of jerking in surprise, she smiled, pushed against the floor with her hands, and jumped to a standing position. Her breasts bounced provocatively as she moved.

"I'm so sorry, my name is..." I started to say.

The woman extended her right hand and continued to smile. "I'm Marilyn. You must be Fish."

Unlike most people, she didn't ask about my unusual first name. It didn't occur to me then that she might have done her homework and asked about me. Given the way my other two coworkers described her, it was likely.

I shook her hand and nodded. I averted my eyes from hers, but the silvery blue of her eyes was hard to look away from. "I'm sorry I interrupted you. I didn't know anyone would be in here."

I don't know why I felt nervous. "I apologize if I was staring. Your eyes are quite striking."

"It's okay, Fish. Thank you for the compliment. How could you know I love coming to work early to do yoga? This room is amazing." Marilyn continued to smile. "I can't relax at home, unlike here, with these beautiful windows and quiet before anyone gets here."

I let go of her fingers and nodded. "I've been coming in here since my second day to have coffee. I'll leave you to it." I started to turn back toward the door.

"Nonsense. We can both use the room." Marilyn's eyes met mine as she spoke. Once again, I realized I was staring too long at her face as she spoke. Her lips were attractive in a way I couldn't quite describe. But her eyes? It was hard to look away.

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable," I said.

"Why would I be uncomfortable?" Marily smiled.

In horror, I realized that my eyes traveled down her body and back up to her face. I knew Marilyn was much older than I was. Whatever her age, she was quite beautiful. If she were naked, I don't think the effect would have been greater than the way her yoga clothes adhered to her body. While I usually didn't think that way in the presence of a woman, I could tell that Marilyn could bend and stretch her body in all sorts of positions. A tingle passed down the middle of my back as I looked at her.

Marilyn laughed. "I know we work in HR. But woman to man, I saw you checking me out, Fish."

The way she said it convinced me she wasn't acknowledging it in an accusatory way. I couldn't help but notice that Marilyn's nipples were erect and poking hard against her sports bra. They hadn't been thirty seconds ago. I was torn between being afraid of her reputation and the sudden change in how Marilyn looked at me.

The blood rushed to my face. I knew I was blushing.

"How old do you think I am?" Marilyn once again held my eyes as she watched me blush.

"I... I... You've worked a long time, so you must be in your late thirties, right?" I felt awkward saying it out loud.

Marilyn laughed hard and shook her head. "Thank you, Fish. No, I'm forty-nine."

As if blushing weren't bad enough, I shook my head. "There's no way you're forty-nine."

Marilyn smiled and put her hands on her hips, staring at me. She was choosing her words carefully. "Do you really think I look like I'm forty?"

I realized that I had stared at Marilyn's breasts for a second too long. They didn't look like they belonged to a forty-nine-year-old woman. A quick flash of her pulling her bra up so that I could see her nipples passed quickly through my head. Despite what my coworkers said about Marilyn, I had the feeling that she was very sexual and not uptight outside of work.

"I don't have much experience, so I don't know what to say. Regardless, you are very..." I caught myself before saying the word 'beautiful' out loud.

"Very what? Ignore the HR rules. You get a pass. Finish your sentence, would you?" Marilyn's voice shifted as she spoke. She gyrated her hips from side to side as if stretching.

I stammered. "I was going to say very beautiful." I paused. Before I caught myself, I added, "Sexy." I felt foolish, not just because I was a new hire but also because I didn't have experience with an older woman like Marilyn. It felt like she might be teasing me, but that couldn't be true given how long she'd worked at the company in HR. Marjorie and Janice had warned me to be careful. I'd just ignored their advice by telling her that she was sexy.

I would have sworn that I felt an electrical pull toward Marilyn if she were my age. It wasn't just her hard nipples. It was how she moved and how her eyes locked on me. It occurred to me that she might have been unaware that she was doing it.

"Thank you, Fish. That's kind of you. I exercise when I can and eat the way I'm supposed to. I got lucky." Marilyn once again made eye contact and held it. As my eyes locked with hers, Marilyn added, "I'm all natural."

Marilyn's eyes widened as she opened her mouth. "Damn! That slipped out, Fish. I promise you, I don't usually talk this way. It's just no one's looked at me the way you were in a long time."

Despite the awkwardness, I answered, "I really, really doubt that, Marilyn."

I was still blushing for reasons I couldn't explain. Her additional comment about being all natural was enough to send another tingle down my back. Finding a beautiful woman like her bent in a provocative position hadn't been on my bingo card for this job. Telling her she was sexy also hadn't factored into what I expected for the morning.

Marilyn continued to smile at me as she reached inside her sports bra on each side and adjusted herself. When she was finished, her nipples seemed even more prominent.

Marilyn rescued me by patting me on the arm. "You can get your perch in front of the windows and drink your coffee. I'm not quite done with my session. I'll try not to bother you, okay?"

"Okay," I answered. I didn't see a way to escape the room. That would be an admission that there was anything unusual about her being in the room doing yoga while I sat at the window to watch the sunrise. We were at work, after all.

I walked across the room and sat on one of the three chairs facing the long window. Sitting down, I sipped my coffee. While I wasn't facing Marilyn directly, I watched through the corner of my eye as she positioned herself with her feet held apart. She slowly bent down and doubled her torso toward her legs.

As she moved, I watched her body flex and shift. Marilyn had amazing legs. A few seconds later, she was bent entirely, her head peering through her legs in reverse. I don't know what possessed me. As she held the pose, I turned my head to look. As I stared, Marilyn winked at me. I quickly turned my head back toward the window.

For the next several moments, I did my best to ignore the fact that I had a massive hardon pressing against my pants. As innocently as I could, I took quick glances toward Marilyn. The third time I snuck a peek, Marilyn formed a triangle with her body, with her hands on the floor and her hips thrust high. Seeing her from the side, I could see the contour of her breasts hanging and pulling at her sports bra. The thought of standing behind her, thrusting inside of her, flashed through my mind. Despite our brief conversation, it's unlikely that a woman like Marilyn would have been interested in crossing so many boundaries with me.

Marilyn sank to the floor as I watched her through the corner of my eye. Her legs spread apart as her inner thighs reached the floor. To my surprise, she bounced provocatively. Had I been under her, I could only imagine how it would feel to have my dick buried in her while she bounced like that.

I shook my head, a little embarrassed that I had allowed fantasies about my coworker to blossom in my head.

A couple of minutes later, Marilyn spoke to me. "Do you think you could do this pose?"

When I looked, a jolt of electricity went through my stomach. Marilyn's body was bent backward, with her palms on the floor. She mainly faced sideways. My breath caught as my eyes traveled along her body and between her legs.

"Definitely not," I answered. My voice sounded weak. I hoped that Marilyn couldn't see how turned on I was or that I was ogling her body.

Marilyn lifted herself and stood in the middle of the room. "I'll be back here tomorrow morning. Please don't let me keep you away, okay? I know we'll talk several times today for meetings and work, but I want to throw it out there that we can both use this room in the early morning."

"Okay," I said. "Have a good day, Marilyn."

Marilyn smiled. "You too. See you bright and early tomorrow."

I watched as Marilyn picked up her towel, opened the door, and stepped out. I let out a huge sigh when the door closed behind her. Five minutes passed before my hardon subsided. Months had passed since my last girlfriend broke up with me.

...

The next morning, I arrived fifteen minutes earlier than the previous day. The door opened two minutes after I sat by the window to drink my coffee.

"Hey, Fish. Happy Tuesday!" Marilyn smiled and waved at me from across the room.

"Hello, Marilyn," I answered. Instead of wearing the black yoga clothes she had worn the day before, she wore bright red leggings and a tighter red yoga sports bra. This sports bra seemed almost see-through. Although I had only a quick initial glance, I was certain that her nipples were hard enough to stand out from the material covering her breasts.

Marilyn stretched out on the floor, arching her back. She pulled the yoga sports bra up and adjusted it. For a split second, I had the bizarre idea that she might uncover her breasts. I wanted to see her nipples. After work, I couldn't stop thinking about the interaction I'd had with her the day before.

Marilyn slowly raised her hips all the way up, then back down. It was hard to escape the fact that she looked like she was thrusting her hips up for an imaginary lover. She repeated this move several times before turning so her knees were on the floor, and her hands supported her torso.

"You can watch me if you want to, Fish," Marilyn announced. Marilyn raised her knees and arched her body.

I turned to face Marilyn. I felt relieved that I could look at her directly. My hardon was pressing much too hard against my pants. If she liked being watched, I would gladly endure the hardon. I knew it wouldn't go any further. Marilyn had decades of experience on the job. I couldn't imagine her crossing that line at work.

Marilyn moved through several poses, taking her time to stretch, bend, and move her body. After about ten minutes, Marilyn broke the silence.

"I know we work in HR. I hope we work together a long, long time, Fish."

"Me too," I said, my eyes never leaving her body.

"I do my job like a professional. I want you to know that," Marilyn said as she turned her body.

"I know. Of course."

Marilyn laughed briefly, which surprised me. Turning her head to lock eyes with me, she spoke again. "I'm not your supervisor. You are free to answer however you want to."

I nodded. "Answer what?"

Marilyn moved to sit on the floor with her heels between her knees. As cliché as it sounded, I felt the air shift.

"Do you really think I'm desirable?"

I gulped. "Yes!"

"I know I'm forty-nine, and you're twenty-two," Marilyn added. "If you had the chance, would you want to be more than work colleagues?"

I couldn't help it. I grunted. My dick twitched against my leg.

"What would you say if I told you I masturbated three times thinking about you yesterday and twice already this morning?" Marilyn smiled, her eyes twinkling.

Marilyn lithely jumped up. She turned and walked over to the door. I watched as she locked it. Turning back toward me, she reached and pulled her sports bra over her breasts, over her head, and tossed it on the floor.

"That really isn't a sports bra at all. I like it because the fabric teases my nipples when I move."

I didn't know what to say. I was frozen, captivated by Marilyn's body.

Marilyn's breasts were amazingly firm for her age. Her nipples stood out, hard and pointing. It's not that I had much experience with older women. None at all, actually. But I knew what excited me. Marilyn certainly did.

"If you want to, I want you to remove your pants. I'd really like to feel your cock sliding into my mouth. How does that sound?"

As Marilyn spoke, my heartbeat thundered in my eardrums.

"I..." It was hard to speak. "What?"

"I said I would like to feel your cock sliding into my mouth, Fish." Marilyn smiled as she ran her hands across her breasts.

When I started in stunned silence, Marilyn spoke. "Stand up and take your clothes off for me, then. I want to see your body before I taste it."

I felt a little faint as I stood up. Reaching down, I pulled off my shoes and socks. After, I unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. Marilyn's lips parted as she watched me. Unbuckling my belt, I opened it, unbuttoned my pants, and unzipped. Pushing my pants down, reached inside to keep my dick from getting stuck in my underwear and pants as I pulled them down.

"Damn!" Marilyn said when my dick sprang free. "That is quite the dick you have there, Fish."

I put my hand on the wide windowsill to steady myself as I pulled my pants free and threw them on the floor.

"Stay there," Marilyn commanded. She walked across the room. Placing her hand on my chest, she lightly pushed me. "Lean across the windowsill. Give yourself something to hold."

I positioned my body against the windowsill, spreading my legs slightly.

Marilyn's right hand moved down my stomach and gripped the length of my dick. When she pumped it lightly, I shivered.

"Would you be okay with it if I sucked your dick?" Marilyn licked her lips as she pumped me. You have to say it, Fish."

I gulped. I would have agreed to anything at that point. Marilyn's nipples drew my eyes. Seeing my hard dick in her hand made my body pulse with hunger.

"Would you believe I can sometimes cum just from giving a blowjob?" Marilyn's eyes danced as she watched my body tremble.

Marilyn let go of my dick and kneeled so that the head of my dick was an inch from her mouth. She reached for my dick again and pumped.

"I like to make eye contact. It's been a while, but I think you're going to like what I do to you."

I held my breath as Marilyn's mouth moved closer to my dick. She wrapped her lips around the head and circled it with her tongue as her hand gripped me harder, pumping the shaft.

"Is this really happening?" I asked no one.

Marilyn nodded, then pulled her mouth off of me briefly. "One more thing, Fish," she said as she locked eyes with me.

I nodded.

"I don't do this unless I get a promise that you're going to blow your load into my mouth, okay?"

I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I'd never heard a woman talk so confidently.

"I don't know how to stop it," I answered.

Marilyn enthusiastically sucked me back into her mouth. Her mouth and hand became a machine as both pulled and sucked on me in unison. Groaning, I thrust my hips out to meet her mouth.

I'd never had a woman so enthusiastically suck me. I looked down at Marilyn's face, seeing her blue eyes stare up at me as she used her hands and mouth like a milking machine. As she pumped, her right hand circled and moved along my dick. Groaning, I reached for her face with my left hand and caressed it.

Marilyn temporarily pulled her mouth off me and continued to pump. She smiled, looking at me. As I watched, she moved her mouth under my dick and licked my balls, drawing them into her mouth one at a time. Her hand pulled at me harder as she watched me shiver.

After a minute of licking, she positioned her head back over the head of my dick. "You're going to cum SO hard in about a minute. I haven't tasted cum in over five years." Without waiting for me to respond, she sucked me back into her mouth. Her hand began to furiously circle and pump along my dick as her head bobbed and her tongue swirled around the head of my dick.

I gripped the wide windowsill ledge hard and grunted. My legs trembled as I felt the inevitable pull of my orgasm starting. As I went rigid, I felt the surge of my body going past the point of no return. The first shot of cum felt like a blast of fire as it shot out into Marilyn's mouth. She didn't hesitate or flinch as I grunted and shot spurt after spurt into her throat. For several seconds, I was nothing except a mind-numbing orgasm.

Marilyn's head slowed, and she pushed her mouth to the base of my dick and dropped her hand to squeeze and caress my balls. I grunted and thrust as much as I could. Looking down with squinted eyes, I saw Marilyn's blue eyes staring intently at my face. Seeing my dick buried in her mouth made me continue to spurt. After a few seconds, Marilyn pulled back. Instead of pulling me out of her mouth, she began to forcefully push the entire length of my dick back inside her mouth and pull my balls harder.

Marilyn continued to suck me like that until I was quivering and shaking from the oversensitivity. Finally, she pulled her mouth off me and used the tip of her tongue to swirl around the underside of the head of my dick. Drops of cum continued to leak out onto her tongue. She didn't let any go to waste as her tongue found them. I'd never had a woman of any age do that.

I struggled to catch my breath and control the quivering in my legs as Marilyn licked the head of my dick.

"Can I return the favor, Marilyn? That was the best blowjob I've had in my life!"

Marilyn laughed. Looking up at me, she smiled. "Really? The best one? I find that hard to believe."

I shivered as I looked down at Marilyn's face. Her eyes shone with delight. "It was the best I've had by a mile."

"You want to return the favor? Do you mean you want to put your mouth between my legs?"

"Yes. I don't think I can make you feel like you just made me feel, but I will give it my best effort." I grunted as Marilyn grabbed my dick and kissed the head repeatedly.

"I bet you could. I haven't given a blowjob in years. Not since my husband died." Marilyn paused, aware she'd shared something intensely personal. "I'll take a raincheck. Tomorrow, I'll expect you to. If we carry on much longer, someone might knock."

I groaned. Despite having just cum like it was my last orgasm, I wanted to make Marilyn curl her toes as my tongue slid inside her. "How can you wait until tomorrow?"

Marilyn laughed again. "Oh, if I get too hot and bothered, I'll take care of it. If I see you in the office and give myself a quick one, I'll wink at you to let you know. Since I've not been with anyone in a few years, I've trained myself to cum pretty much on demand."

Marilyn stood up. I took a long look at her body. That she was forty-nine was irrelevant to me. I reached for Marilyn's hand. She offered her right hand. I pulled her to me. My right hand went to her neck as I pulled her mouth toward mine. Her lips parted when I kissed her.

To my surprise, Marilyn's hands went to my hips as her lips went to mine and kissed me like she'd done it a hundred times. After a few moments, we touched each other's necks, faces, and arms as we kissed.

When she pulled her mouth away, she stared at me. "Wow. Did you feel that?"

I nodded. Marilyn moved her mouth back to mine. A spark passed between us. We both felt it. Within seconds, we were kissing like teenagers, forgetting everything else around us.

Marilyn panted as she kissed me. Her right hand moved between my legs and grasped my dick, jerking it.

"I... I changed my mind. I don't understand it. I have to have it. Fuck me."

Marilyn stepped back and pulled her yoga pants down. I watched as the small patch of hair between her legs became visible. Her thighs were as toned as I expected them to be.

I pulled at Marilyn's hips. She turned toward me, and as she moved, I lifted her quickly and sat her on the wide windowsill ledge. It was so strange how we anticipated each other's moves. Marilyn reached between us, gripped my dick, and pushed it to the entrance of her pussy. I thrust hard. Marilyn gasped as it entered her.

There was no foreplay. I fucked her as she grunted and jerked her hips. We lost ourselves in the sensations of fucking, each of us forgetting everything except the force of attraction that overwhelmed us.

Had I not cum so hard already, I wouldn't have lasted thirty seconds. Marilyn, however, was already on the edge. The fingers of her right hand dug into my shoulder as her body clenched against me.

"I'm going to cum. Please let me!" Marilyn almost shouted.

Hearing her say she was going to cum sent tingles along my back. I thrust even harder as Marilyn gasped.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhhhh..." Marilyn's grunts were cut short as she came.

Her hips wildly tried to thrust against me as her body went rigid. I watched her eyes roll back into her head as her orgasm exploded.

Marilyn's grunts matched each spasm inside her. I did my best to thrust hard and evenly to ensure that she felt every tingle. Her pussy clamped and released against me as I fucked her.

To my surprise, Marilyn rapidly blinked. "Cum in me now!"

I didn't realize I was so close. Something about the way Marilyn half-shouted for me to finish inside her pushed me over the edge. I had only had sex a few times without using protection. I started shooting inside her before her orgasm ended.

We both lost ourselves in the pleasure of mind-bending orgasms. I continued to thrust hard as I emptied myself inside of her. When I pushed all the way in and held myself against her, Marilyn looked into my eyes and smiled.

"It feels like we're connected. Am I imagining it?" Marilyn grunted as she spoke.

"No." I shook my head. "I feel it, too."

"Kiss me again, would you?"

I leaned in so that Marilyn could pull my face to hers. I kissed her as we panted. Marilyn squeezed me with her body.

When she pulled her face away, I whispered. "That thing you're doing? You're going to make me fuck you again if you keep that up."

Playfully, Marilyn squeezed me rapidly. "You mean THAT?" She laughed.

I'm not sure what came over me, but I had a flash of erotic imagination. The urge to flick my tongue on her clit overwhelmed me. Although I had never licked a woman after cumming inside of her, I didn't care.

I pulled out of Marilyn even as she clamped hard on me. Watching the head of my dick slide out of her was unimaginably hot.

"Oh! Leaving so soon?" Marilyn joked.

When I dropped to my knees, Marilyn's eyes widened. "I don't think we have time for..." Her voice went silent as I darted my face between her legs. Pushing my hands underneath both of her legs as she sat on the windowsill, I supported her body. My tongue darted directly to her clit.

"Uhhh!" Marilyn groaned.

I pushed my mouth around her clit as my tongue assaulted her. Marilyn stiffened as her right hand went behind my head and pushed me into her. Using my tongue, I made her forget about how long we had been pleasuring each other.

I tried to give her as much random stimulation as I could. I bent my head in an attempt to look at her face. Her head was angled, her mouth open. To my surprise, the fingers of her left hand pulled at her left nipple.

Gripping the underside of her muscular legs, I worked my tongue fast across her clit. I'd give her the slow treatment another time.

Marilyn's hips pushed back and forth as she pressed my head into her. I moved faster, feeling the inside of her thighs tense.

Marilyn's breath caught in her throat as she came. Her fingers dug into the back of my head as her hips bucked up as much as they could.

"Oh my god!" Marilyn mumbled as she came on my mouth. I continued licking until the spasms subsided.

"Whoa. It's been too long since I've had that done to me," Marilyn whispered.

I pulled my face away and moved my hands to the top of her thighs, rubbing and squeezing.

Marilyn smiled up at me when I stood in front of her. Moving to her left, I reached for her left hand and moved it to my balls. Marilyn pulled at them as I began to pump myself with my left hand.

"Cum for me?" Marilyn licked her lips.

I pumped faster. Watching Marilyn's blue eyes widen as I pumped was indescribable.

I convulsed. The first shot of cum splashed against her stomach. The next few shots splashed across her thighs and between her legs. When the spurts lessened, Marilyn let go of my balls and ran her fingers around the head of my dick for a few seconds, then jerked me softly, replacing my hand circling my dick.

"I can't believe how much energy you have. What are you going to do for a follow-up to this?" Marilyn laughed.

"We'll think of something," I answered, as my hips quivered from the orgasm.

Marilyn laughed. "Same time tomorrow?"

"Same time every morning, including Saturday," I replied, joining her in a laugh.

I leaned in to kiss Marilyn hard.

"You don't mind fucking an older woman?"

I laughed. Usually, I wouldn't have the confidence to answer with humor. "Ask my dick."

...

The next morning, both of us arrived early. Marilyn managed to get there five minutes ahead of me. When I opened the door, I smiled. Marilyn stood in the middle of the room. Instead of yoga attire, she wore a matching set of bright blue panties and a bra. The bra was almost transparent. Her nipples stood at attention. Spreading her legs apart as she stood, I saw that the panties were open in the middle.

"Come over here and give me a quick one?" Marilyn ran a hand between her legs. "I came twice just now, thinking about what you can do to me."

Without commenting, I walked toward her. Pulling her face toward mine, I kissed her. My left hand trailed down between her legs. I slid a finger inside of her and felt how wet she was.

Moving to her left, I pressed against her. Leaving my left hand between her legs, I moved my right hand to her ass and held it.

"Let's see how fast you can cum," I said as my left middle finger slid up to flick her clit. Without waiting for her to respond, I began to cycle my finger across her clit, back inside her, and repeat the movement.

Marilyn's lips parted as she began to pant. I held her ass as my finger slid across her faster. I didn't realize she was so close until she grunted. Her hips bucked hard as she came. I let my finger continue to flick against her as her face contorted and her body shivered from the orgasm.

When her body relaxed, I held my finger inside of her.

"I'd like to do some yoga for a few minutes. I want you to watch me and get some ideas about what you will do to me when I'm done.

I nodded. Instead of letting her move away from me, I squeezed her ass and pulled her back to me. Marilyn's eyes widened.

I didn't have to explain that I was going to make her cum again. My middle finger went back inside of her as my thumb raked across her clit.

Marilyn didn't object. She shifted her feet slightly further apart.

Within a minute, Marilyn grunted nonstop before she came again. Her entire body convulsed as my fingers worked on her. I giggled when her orgasm overtook her. Watching her cum was amazing.

When she sighed and moved her legs closer together, I ran my hand along her back and pulled her lips to mine.

"You're attentive, Fish. Damn."

"You're worth the attention, Marilyn," I said.

"Get away from me. Go sit by the window, or I'll end up fucking you right now."

My dick jumped in my pants, hearing her say it aloud.

I moved to the window and sat on one of the chairs. Marilyn shook her arms and legs and began stretching. I couldn't have imagined that watching someone like her, dressed like she was, would be more exciting than watching someone totally nude. Marilyn spent several minutes going through poses. My eyes did not leave her body as she moved.

I stood up, unbuckled my pants, and pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles. Once I sat back down, Marilyn looked over to see me pumping myself slowly.

"Oh, no, you don't!" She shook her head.

Marilyn walked over to stand in front of me. She moved her right leg over mine. Adjusting her hips, she reached down and guided my dick between her legs. She moved her left leg, let her weight shift, and dropped. As she did, my dick went inside of her.

"Let me do the work," Marilyn said.

I watched her leg muscles stretch as she methodically began to impale herself on me. Gripping my shoulders, she fucked me.

"Pull my bra up. Don't worry about being gentle. Just jerk it over and rub my nipples."

I did as she asked, freeing her breasts from the bra. It wasn't wired. When her nipples came into view, I pulled them gently.

"Do it as hard as you want," Marilyn groaned.

Marilyn's head snapped back as I pulled harder. Her hips moved faster, pushing me in and out.

I felt myself wanting to cum, but I did my best to put it out of my mind. I needed Marilyn to cum.

I didn't have to wait long. Marilyn caught me off guard by shouting.

"Fuck!" she said as she came. Her hips barely managed to maintain any control as she slid up and down on me, as her body writhed and flexed from her orgasm. When her orgasm finished, she dropped her weight down onto my lap.

Marilyn moved her face to kiss me along the lips and the side of my face.

"How would you like to cum? Anything you want."

My dick twitched inside of her.

"I want you to bend over and suck me off if you don't mind." I felt dirty for asking.

Marilyn's eyes twinkled. "Oh really? Fast or slow?"

"I'll leave it to you," I said.

Marilyn raised herself. My dick popped out of her.

Moving to my right, she bent over and pumped my dick slowly, squeezing the head with each stroke.

"Stand up for me," Marilyn commanded.

I stood up as Marilyn moved to kneel in front of me.

"I'm going to pump slowly. Let's see what happens."

Marilyn's left hand went to my balls as her right hand circled me and pumped. She moved her lips to my dick and pushed the head between her lips. I moved my hands to hold her head lightly.

Instead of pumping me fast, she excruciatingly pumped in slow, hard strokes, her fingers circling me and pulling. I wanted to cum, but the way she sucked me slowly kept me on the edge.

Within a few minutes, I started to sweat and tremble from being so close. Marilyn didn't pull her head away or change speed. Her left hand pulled and massaged my balls.

The urge to cum became too strong. Gripping her head harder, I thrust my hips, forcing my dick into her mouth faster. Marilyn gripped the base of my dick and let me fuck her mouth.

It was all I needed. Losing control, I grunted and shot cum into her throat. Marilyn pulled at my balls as each spurt erupted out and into her waiting mouth. Long after the last big shot came out, I continued to thrust into her mouth.

When I pulled back, Marilyn let my dick slide out of her mouth. Cum ran across her lips.

"Care to do the thing with your fingers again?"

I smiled. "How many times?"

Instead of answering me, Marilyn jumped up from the floor, moved to the side of the long window, and put her hands against the wall. Looking over at me, she winked.

I moved shakily behind her. I kissed the back of her neck as my left hand snaked around her body and between her legs. My right hand moved to her right nipple, pulling. Marilyn jerked back hard as my dick pressed against her.

I wasted no time with gentleness. I ran my finger fast across her clit, flicking it up, down, and sideways as my fingers pulled at her nipple. Marilyn grunted and came within seconds. I paused my fingers as my lips kissed the back and side of her neck. Goosebumps popped up along Marilyn's shoulders and arms.

"Do it again," Marilyn demanded.

Again, I moved my fingers fast and hard. Marilyn held out almost a minute before cumming again. The inside of her thighs became slick and wet from the orgasms.

After a few seconds, Marilyn whispered, "One more time?"

I laughed and pushed my dick hard against her. My fingers moved fast and aggressively. Marilyn's body shook violently this time. She grunted and groaned for several seconds before her body went rigid.

"Ahhhh!" Marilyn almost shouted. This orgasm was different than the first two. Her body shook and bounced with each spasm, and my fingers were still working hard on her body.

Even as she still trembled from the violent orgasm, I stepped back, reached for Marilyn's right hand, and pulled her toward the windowsill.

I pushed her upper back. Marilyn leaned over, expecting me to plunge inside her. Instead, I jerked my dick as I watched her body arch and tremble. When I felt the familiar urge to cum begin, I moved between Marilyn's legs, guided my dick between her legs, and pushed inside. I came within two strokes.

"Fuck," I shouted. Marilyn's pussy contracted hard on me as I shot inside of her.

When I leaned against her, Marilyn laughed.

"This is good exercise," she said.

"I'd do it every day if exercise felt like this."

"Promise?" Marilyn wiggled her ass as she spoke. "I have five years of this built up."

When I pulled out, Marilyn turned to wrap her arms around me and lay her face against my chest. We swayed as we enjoyed the afterglow of amazing sex.

"I can't come in early tomorrow, Fish," Marilyn said.

She raised her head to look at me.

I frowned before I caught myself.

Marilyn smiled. "Don't be sad. It's a good excuse for you to come to my house tomorrow evening. I mean, if you're interested."

My brain went numb. "You want me to come to your house?

Marilyn nodded. "There might be sex there, too. If you're interested."

I smiled. "It's a date."

Marilyn pulled my face to hers.

...

When I knocked on Marilyn's door Friday evening, I felt nervous. I couldn't explain why. Going to her house made everything we were doing real. Not that the sex wasn't. I never imagined that a woman would want me like Marilyn did.

Marilyn flung open the door, laughing. "It took you long enough," she said, laughing.

"I'm fifteen minutes early," I said and laughed.

"Fifteen minutes without that dick of yours is a lifetime, Fish!"

Marilyn's smile was amazing. She wore blue glasses, blue shorts, and a tight-fitting red shirt. It was the smile that always got to me.

I shook my head and laughed at Marilyn's choice of words.

"I'd offer you a drink, but I can't wait. Is that okay?"

I hesitated as I nodded my head. "Wait for what?"

"For you to fuck me, of course. I made myself cum four times when I came home from work. I'm so sensitive now that even these shorts are giving me naughty ideas."

I laughed. "Is that all I am to you? A piece of meat?" I grinned at Marilyn as I spoke.

"Yes, of course." Marilyn smiled back at me.

"Thank goodness, Marilyn. I'd be in trouble if you wanted to be my girlfriend." I pulled Marilyn to me, running my hands down her back. Marilyn pressed hard on me as her hands went around my back. She tilted her head so that we could kiss. Once our tongues touched, we worked our mouths across one another.

I'm not sure how long we kissed. Being away from work and having unlimited access to each other's bodies made me want to enjoy Marilyn's mouth.

When Marilyn pulled away, she stared into my eyes. "You seem older than you are, Fish."

I smiled and moved my hands to Marilyn's ribs, gripping her. "And you certainly seem younger than you are."

"I'm glad I'm not so young. There are advantages."

"Like what?" I asked.

Marilyn smiled. "First, you can fuck me and cum inside me without worry of getting me pregnant. Second, I don't care about 'shoulds.' Age has given me perspective. Third, I'm going to ruin you for women your age."

I nodded. "Yes to all of that. I think you might already have ruined me."

"Not if you can still walk straight." Marilyn laughed. "I take that as a compliment. There are fun things to do out in the world. But tell me, what beats having someone wanting to make your toes curl anytime you want it?"

I pulled Marilyn's head to my chest and stroked her hair. I'd never been with a woman with short hair. Marilyn lifted her head and looked up at me.

"You know what, Marilyn?" I smiled.

"What?"

I took a moment before answering. "I think you ARE my girlfriend. I'm not going to see anyone else. We see each other every day."

Marilyn laughed. "I didn't think I could be someone's girlfriend at my age, Fish. But note, I'm not seeing anyone else and don't want to."

"It's official. We're dating," I said.

When I looked at Marilyn's face, we laughed at the absurdity of using such a word. Both of us felt something pass between us, disguised as humor.

"Let's go to my bedroom, shall we?" Marilyn stepped back, grabbed my hand, and pulled me toward the long end of the living room. I followed her as she led me through the hallway.

Her bedroom wasn't what I expected. It was simply but beautifully furnished. A desk stood in front of a large window looking out into the yard. The bed was massive but only had a thin cover and two simple pillows. It was lower than I expected. A large TV screen and a long dresser stood between two closet doors on the far wall.

Marilyn picked up a remote and dimmed the lights. After placing the remote on one of the bedside tables, she turned toward me and undressed. Within moments, she stood naked.

"Your turn," she said.

I clumsily pulled off my shoes, socks, pants, and shirt.

"I'm SO turned on right now. Can we do a fast one first?" Marilyn grinned at me.

"Yes!" My dick was jutting out in front of me like a weapon.

Marilyn climbed on the bed and moved toward the middle. Scooting her body toward the headboard, she grabbed the top with both hands and knelt.

Instead of talking, I climbed on the bed, moved behind her, and positioned myself between her knees, holding my dick between her legs. Marilyn thrust her hips back several times.

Moving slowly, I pushed the head of my dick inside of her.

"Damn. Thank god. Fuck me."

I thrust inside of her and held her hips as I fucked her. Marilyn responded immediately by pushing back to meet me. She grunted every few seconds.

"Uhhh!" Marilyn grunted as she arched her back.

"You're cumming!"

Marilyn nodded her head as she turned it to the side. I continued to fuck her with even strokes so that she could enjoy the orgasm. Moving faster, I pushed inside of her harder. As she moved her hips, I felt her gripping me.

For a couple of minutes, I pumped. Marilyn's body quivered hard. "Fuck!" she shouted. This orgasm was more intense as she pushed back erratically, trying to force me deeper inside of her. Her arms went rigid as the spasms rocked her body.

Seconds later, she said, "Let's try something different?"

I pulled back and let my dick slide out of her. I was so close to cumming that I could feel my heartbeat in my dick.

Marilyn moved to the right and stepped off the bed. Moving toward the end, she patted the bed. "Move down here and sit."

I turned and moved to sit on the end of the bed. Marilyn wasted no time. She pushed my shoulders so that I would lie on the bed.

She faced away from me and moved her legs on either side of mine. Reaching between her legs, she gripped my dick with her right hand and guided it between her legs. Without pausing, she let her weight down until I was inside of her.

"Let me do all the work, okay?" Marilyn reached below and caressed my balls. "I won't stop until you empty these," she added.

Marilyn slowly raised her body so that only the tip was inside of her. She pushed down and then began to fuck me evenly. Her hands went to both of my knees as she arched her body. Her strength and flexibility were very much in evidence as she fucked me.

I felt my balls tighten as she plunged up and down on me. I was seconds away from cumming.

Marilyn moved fast. She raised up and pulled off me. Moving her hips back, she reached for my dick with both hands and began jerking me hard and fast. Without her weight on me, my hips pushed up. Marilyn used one hand to pump and circle while the other pumped near the base. It felt like five hands were on me.

I almost screamed when the first jet of cum shot out of me. My hips went rigid. Marilyn's hands never slowed as they became slippery with the cum shooting out of me. Spurt after spurt shot out and landed on the floor. I saw stars as Marilyn's hands worked on me. Even as the cumshots lessened, her hands continued to pull and circle my dick.

I dropped my hips back to the bed as the head of my dick became sensitive. Marilyn continued to pull and jerk. When I was about to protest, her hands left me. She stood up, turned, moved to the bed, and threw her left leg over me. Wiggling her hips, she pushed the head of my dick inside of her.

"Uhh!" I grunted as my dick went inside. Marilyn dropped her weight on me and reached behind her back so that her right hand could cup and squeeze my balls.

Marilyn giggled. "Wasn't that a nice trick? You came HARD."

I groaned.

Marilyn leaned over me and put her arms on both sides of my body.

"Would you pull and squeeze my nipples, Fish? Anyway you like."

I moved my hands to circle her breasts. Moving my fingers to both nipples, I rubbed and pulled at them. Marilyn's right hand slipped over my stomach and between her legs. Although she wasn't moving her hips much, I could tell she was doing it just enough to reach her clit with her fingers.

I held my hips rigid as my hands worked on her nipples. Marilyn's head went back as her mouth opened. She began to pant.

"I'm going to cum again," Marilyn whispered. I watched her face as her tongue shot out of her mouth. When the orgasm started, her hips trembled, and she pushed down on my dick hard with her hips. I pulled harder on her nipples. Watching her face as she came made me twitch inside of her.

When she finished, she looked down at my face. "Thank you. Oooof. I needed that."

I pulled hard on her hips. Surprised, Marilyn came up high enough for my dick to slip out of her. I pushed her to the right side and stood up. I motioned for her to roll over onto her stomach. Marilyn laughed and flipped over. I moved behind her and quickly pushed myself between her legs and inside of her.

Placing my hands on either side of her ribs, I arched my body and began to fuck her. I had no plan other than to cum inside of her. Seeing her face melt as she came had made my need urgent.

I fucked her hard and fast, feeling her slippery walls grip me as I thrust. Within a minute, I was breathing fast. Marilyn grunted harder as I moved. My orgasm came fast. As I shot into her, she became much slippier. While I think she came again, I was lost in the sensation of this beautiful woman willingly offering her body to me. My dick spurted inside of her over and over. When I finally slowed, I continued to push in and out to savor the slippery hotness of her.

When I pulled out, Marilyn sighed. I moved to lie on her right side. Marilyn quickly turned and pushed her right leg over my legs, hooking me closer. Her hand reached for my face and pulled me in to kiss her. For several minutes, we didn't speak. Our hands moved across available skin as our lips met.

Finally, Marilyn giggled. "I hate to ruin this, but I have to pee. If I don't, there's going to be a problem."

I laughed. "Yes, they never show that part in the movies, do they?"

Marilyn rolled over and jumped up. She didn't reach for any clothing. "Back in a minute."

I lay on the bed and relaxed while she was gone. Three or four minutes later, Marilyn returned to the bedroom. She laid clothing on the end of the bed and crawled back on the bed to lie against me.

"I hope you're not running off now," Marilyn said.

"What? No, of course not."

"Good! I can make us a drink, and we can talk. I brought two of my robes so we don't have to get dressed." Marilyn once again giggled, although I had no clue why.

Marilyn leaned over and kissed me, and then rolled back to the edge of the bed to stand up. Had I not exhausted myself already, I would have grabbed her and dragged her back to the bed.

I rolled across the bed and stood up. Marilyn picked up the remote and brightened the room slightly. She tossed one of the robes over to me. Putting it on, I laughed. The bottom of the robe barely covered the top of my legs.

"That is sexy," Marilyn said and laughed. She pulled her robe across her shoulders. Hers was short, too. But her amazing legs were almost completely exposed when she tied it closed.

I followed her into the hallway.

"One of the bathrooms is right here if you need it," Marilyn said, facing me.

I grinned. "Thanks," I answered, moving to go inside the bathroom.

Exiting, I walked down the hallway and into the living room. Marilyn held two drinks and offered one to me.

I took a sip. While I didn't know what it was, it was delicious.

Marilyn moved to sit on the long couch. She laughed when I sat next to her with our legs touching.

"So what would you like to talk about, Fish?" Marilyn turned her head to look at my eyes.

"I'd like to hear about your life, Marilyn. All of it you'd like to share."

"Only if you'll do the same? I miss intimate conversations, especially after wearing one another out." Marilyn smiled at me. I reached and squeezed her left hand.

An hour passed, along with another drink, as we sat and talked. Marilyn's life was fascinating and nothing like what I had imagined. We asked each other several questions. Nothing was off limits.

"Would you like to go hiking with me tomorrow morning, Fish? I know just the place."

"Yes!" I wasn't much of a hiker, but I did like it each time I went. Being with Marilyn would undoubtedly be an adventure.

"Great. I miss that, too. Now that we've settled that, one more thing." Marilyn paused.

I nodded.

"I think we'll sleep better if we do one of my favorite things. Are you interested?" Marilyn placed her empty drink on the table next to the couch. Reaching for the tie on her robe, she pulled it and opened it. She spread her legs open, allowing me to see her body. I handed her my empty drink so she could place it on the table.

Undoing my robe, my hard dick popped out.

"I call it lazy sex. We'll masturbate each other..."

Before Marilyn could finish her thought, I leaned over and sucked her left nipple into my mouth. My fingers trailed down her stomach. Marilyn gasped as they made their way between her legs. Before she could respond, my middle finger slipped inside of her.

"Oh!"

Marilyn's left hand reached in front of me and circled my dick. As my finger moved inside of her, she pumped me. I groaned and moved my finger out and up across her clit. Marilyn's hips jerked in response.

She spread her legs wider as my finger flicked along her clit. While I had no idea what would set her off, instead of going slow, I began to flick my finger back and forth and up her clit. The effect was instantaneous. Marilyn's hand jerked me faster as she panted.

My fingers became a blur as I masturbated her and sucked on her nipple.

The growl started slowly in Marilyn's throat. Within a few seconds, she startled me by tensing her body and almost screaming. "Oh my God!" Her body convulsed as she came. Her head went back hard against the couch cushion as her hips shot up to meet my fingers. I continued to flick and rub her clit furiously.

"Fuck!" she shouted, still cumming. Her hand stopped pumping me as it gripped me hard. I let go of her nipple and watched her face contort with the orgasm.

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Fuck!" I couldn't be sure if it was one long orgasm or two separate ones.

Without warning her, I quickly stood up and knelt between her legs. Even though she wasn't finished winding down, I moved my mouth between her legs and circled her clit with my mouth. Without giving her time to relax, I sucked her clit between my lips and went to work on it.

Marilyn's hips and body bucked and writhed. Her hands gripped the back of my head, smashing my mouth where I wanted it. The surprise of my tongue and lips on her clit before she finished cumming must have been something she'd never experienced.

Marilyn grunted and flexed her hips hard against my face as I lavished attention on her clit. I did my best to keep my mouth circling around her as she bucked and flexed her hips.

When her hips shot up several inches off the couch, Marilyn started to scream. I quickly put my hands under her ass. When her orgasm started, the scream cut off as her arms and body quaked and shook. The orgasm rocking her body was violent. Maybe I should have lessened my attack on her clit, but I didn't. I felt Marilyn's leg muscles spasm and contract repeatedly. My hands held her firmly up and against my mouth and tongue.

Marilyn grunted and shook violently as I made her experience every contraction in her body. Her hips pressed harder and harder against my hands as I propped her up. She finally went limp against my hands.

I lightly flicked her clit with my tongue. Each contact caused her body to involuntarily jerk. After teasing her for several seconds, I let her hips down.

Raising my upper body, I knelt between her legs, watching her face. Marilyn's eyes were barely open as she attempted to catch her breath.

Reaching with both hands, I lightly pinched each nipple. Marilyn's hips attempted to rise and flex, but she barely moved. I rubbed and pinched her nipples until they were rock hard.

Marilyn tried to speak. She cleared her throat. "I surrender."

I leaned down and put my head against her lower stomach as my arms crossed her sides and back. Marilyn moved her right hand to the back of my head.

I didn't move for a few minutes as Marilyn's breathing returned to normal. Her fingers began to rub against the back of my head and neck.

"I can't remember a harder orgasm than that," Marilyn whispered.

"Not bad for lazy sex?" I asked, teasing her.

"I'd rate it as fantastic," Marilyn answered. "Come sit beside me so I can finish you?"

I stood up and stretched before sitting next to Marilyn. She pivoted toward me and put her head against my right shoulder. Her right hand snaked across my chest and then down between my legs.

"Oh! You're still hard as a rock," Marilyn said in surprise. Her fingers curled around my dick and started pumping. "Let's see how long you can hold out."

Her hand circled and pumped faster. I had no intention of holding out. Once again, I imagined the look on Marilyn's face when she shook violently and came on my mouth.

I adjusted my hips slightly. Marilyn recognized the shift and pumped further up and down on my dick, pulling and circling fast and hard.

I grunted. The first spurt of cum flew at least a couple of feet into the air before splashing down onto Marilyn's hand and arm. Several equally strong cumshots followed it.

"Damn!" Marlyn said as she watched me spewing into the air.

She continued to pump me until I was leaking onto her hand. She relaxed her grip but didn't stop jerking me.

"I think we're going to sleep like the dead tonight," Marilyn said.

I laughed. "Not before I find out what it's like to curl up behind you and hold you against me," I said.

"It's been so long, Fish. That will be nice. If you wake up tomorrow with a morning hardon, don't waste it, okay?"

It was hard to argue while her fingers continued to gently pump me despite all the cum all over her hand and arm.

Thirty minutes later, I pulled Marilyn back against me as I lay on my right side, my body contoured against hers. Marilyn pulled my left arm across her stomach. We were both asleep within five minutes.

...

I opened my eyes, momentarily confused. I'd been dreaming of someone pumping my dick. The room was dark. That's when I realized that someone was pumping my dick and caressing my balls.

"Good morning, Fish. You were already hard, so I decided to have my way with you." Marilyn giggled.

Marilyn was a dim shadow as she knelt next to me. Her knees touched my left leg. I reached up and found her right nipple with my left hand.

"Ohh!" Marilyn whispered. "Now that you're awake, turn on your side and move the side of the bed."

Marilyn let go of my dick and backed herself off the bed. I moved to the edge of the bed with my dick jutting out in front of me.

Marilyn's mouth enveloped me to the base. I grunted. Her right hand reached up and circled my dick, pumping it. Even though it was still dark outside, Marilyn sucked me like it was the first time. Her lips and tongue worked fast on me. When I felt her left hand move to squeeze my balls, I grunted loudly, thrusting my hips hard.

"I'm going to cum too fast if you keep that up," I whispered shakily.

Marilyn moved her hand and mouth even faster. No one had ever given me an alarm blowjob before. I didn't have the usual tight feeling. My legs went rigid as I shot into her mouth. As Marilyn pumped me into her mouth, I grunted nonstop. It felt like I shot a gallon into her enthusiastic mouth. Marilyn pumped me until nothing else came out.

Pulling away, she giggled. "It's been too long since I did THAT. My husband thought it was an extraordinary way to wake up."

I couldn't speak without shaking. "I... I agree with him. That was incredible."

Marilyn kissed the head of my dick as I trembled.

"Will you do the same for me? I don't know if you like the taste in the morning."

I laughed. "It would be selfish of me if I didn't insist on returning the favor."

I rolled to my back and then moved to step off the bed. I took my time because it was dark in the bedroom. Marilyn's hands found my arms as I moved toward her.

"Lie down with your legs off the bed, Marilyn," I grunted. The urge to lick her was almost too much.

I felt Marilyn move to the bed and adjust her legs. "Like this?"

Using my hands, I ran my fingers up her legs and thighs, then across her stomach. Instead of answering, I moved between her legs. As my face neared her, I used my hands to cup the inside of her thighs.

"Ohhh," Marilyn sighed.

When my tongue darted across her clit, she gasped. "Try to make me wait. I am so fucking horny right now. The orgasm is going to wipe me out."

I flicked my tongue slowly up and down on Marilyn's clit as her hips flexed and reacted involuntarily. I touched her as lightly as possible with the tip of my tongue.

"Ahhh," Marilyn whispered.

I used my fingers to knead and touch the inside of Marilyn's legs as I carefully made contact with her clit. Her legs quivered from the contact.

Marilyn groaned and lightly thrust her hips up. I did my best to keep my tongue just far enough away so that she couldn't force my face harder between her legs.

As Marilyn groaned in excitement and frustration, I continued to lick her attentively. A couple of minutes passed. Marilyn's legs and muscles quivered harder. She was so close.

A devilish idea occurred to me. I'd have to move fast. I moved my hands quickly up to Marilyn's nipples. Simultaneously, I pushed my mouth hard between Marilyn's legs and sucked her clit between my lips. Wasting no time, I violently flicked her clit as fast as I could.

"Fuck!" Marilyn screamed as I pulled at her nipples and surrounded her clit.

Marilyn's hips bucked against my face uncontrollably. Her body shook as her hips went rigid. I sucked her clit hard between my lips as Marilyn's orgasm started.

"AHHHHH!" she shouted as the orgasm she had been waiting for slammed her. For the next several seconds, Marilyn's hips remained thrust into my face as she grunted and shook. Without warning, her hips popped hard up and down. My mouth and tongue never left her clit. I pulled her nipples harder.

I lost track of time as Marilyn's body bounced, and my mouth followed her. I don't know how many times she grunted or shouted. When her hips fell to the bed in exhaustion, I pulled my face from between her legs but continued to lightly pull at her nipples.

Marilyn mumbled incoherently as her body vibrated and tingled.

I stood up, leaned over her exhausted body, and guided the head of my dick between her legs. Thrusting inside, I fucked her in long, even strokes.

Listening to Marilyn incoherently mumble from the orgasm that I gave her, I didn't attempt to stop the orgasm inside me. My dick shot inside of her hard, and each successive spurt made me twitch with pleasure. I slowly pumped as my orgasm waned. Marilyn was hot and slick from both of our orgasms.

I pulled back and felt the head of my dick run across her lower abdomen. I shakily moved her across her legs and lay sideways on the bed. Leaning over, I softly kissed Marilyn's forehead, lips, and face. My left hand traced slow, teasing lines across her stomach and chest.

Marilyn lay motionless for several minutes as I continued to caress her.

In a quiet voice, she finally whispered. "That was fucking amazing. Oof."

I kissed her gently and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Marilyn's right hand moved to hold the back of my head as she returned the kiss.

...

We both exited Marilyn's car a little more than an hour later. The trailhead parking lot was empty for now, and the earlier rain might have kept a few diehard walkers at home.

Marilyn smiled over the top of her car as she walked to the back of the car to open the trunk. She tossed her small purse into the trunk and shut it.

Putting her hands on her hips, she shook her body. "How do I look?"

"Like you're asking to get it," I said and laughed. Marilyn wore tight blue shorts, a blue sports bra, and an open button-up shirt.

I stepped close to Marilyn and ran my right hand along her neck. My left hand went between her button-up shirt and sports bra, then across her nipple. My fingers teased the nub of her nipple until it stood hard against the fabric.

"You bastard. You have to do the other one. For symmetry."

I moved both hands to her nipples, circling and rubbing them until they both poked out. Marilyn smiled and watched me as I touched her.

Marilyn reached between my legs and squeezed. "Oh!" she said, feeling my hard dick twitch in her hand. She ran her hand between my shirt and shorts, reaching inside to squeeze my dick. The way her blue eyes twinkled with mischief made me want to bend her over the car.

"Let's start walking before we get caught in the parking lot." Marilyn turned and pointed away from the main gap in the trailside fence. "We're going this way. You will like it much better."

"At your command," I said, laughing. As Marilyn walked in front of me, it was impossible to look away from her toned legs and ass.

Marilyn seemed to be familiar with the trails. She ducked through a gap in the trees, and the wet pine needles smelled fresh as we walked across them. We talked as we hiked through the immense stand of pine trees. After several minutes, I realized that we had been moving uphill for quite some time. The pine trees became more sporadic as the ground became rockier.

"Isn't it beautiful out here? Why people choose the designated trail is beyond me, Fish." Marilyn stopped and held out her right hand. I reached for it as we walked hand-in-hand.

"It is! I haven't been out in the trees in the early morning since high school," I replied.

"Up to no good, I hope," Marilyn said.

I looked across at her and smiled. "Not like that. And never with someone as beautiful as you, anyway."

"You remind me so much of my husband, Fish. I hope you don't mind me saying that." Marilyn glanced quickly across at me. She looked vulnerable and nervous, as if she'd violated an unwritten rule.

"Not at all. If the reminder helped you take a chance with me, I don't mind at all."

"So, where did you acquire your skill at oral sex?" Marilyn gripped my hand hard as she asked.

"Ha! Skill? If you say so. I just want you to feel what I do when you do it for me," I answered.

"That's exactly what makes you good. It isn't about technique as much as enthusiasm, in my opinion. My husband was the same way. I could barely walk sometimes after he finished."

Although I didn't say it, I imagined what Marilyn was like ten or twenty years ago. Or how many times she had screamed from having someone go down on her.

"I gave up after my husband died. I just assumed I was supposed to get old and grey. That's why I don't dye my hair," Marilyn added.

"Your hair is amazing. It contrasts with your amazing body, that is for sure." I looked over at Marilyn, who smiled.

"We're almost there, Fish," Marilyn said, letting go of my hand.

We walked another ten minutes, each of us thinking private thoughts.

I felt a stronger breeze hit my face. Marilyn stopped as she neared a rock outcropping. A huge tree lay on the ground near the outcropping. Marilyn climbed the rocks and stood looking into the distance. I climbed up next to her. Ahead of us was a long, sloping valley. The drop ahead of the outcropping was only about twenty feet, but it created the illusion of a much bigger cliff.

"It is beautiful, Marilyn," I said.

"Would you believe there is a highway just on the other side of the ridge?" Marilyn turned to me as she spoke. She leaned toward me as her lips parted. I pulled her closer and kissed her.

"I want to be transparent with you, Fish. I hope you don't mind. This is the last place I made love with my husband before he died." Marilyn tilted her head and looked into my eyes.

I squeezed her against me. I was caught off guard and didn't know what to say.

"I'm not dwelling on it. I just needed to tell you that," Marilyn whispered.

Instead of answering, I reached up and pulled on the top of both sides of Marilyn's open shirt. Pulling it off her shoulders, I pulled it down. Marilyn adjusted her arms and let them fall behind her.

Reaching behind her shoulders, I undid her sports bra and let it fall open. Marilyn shrugged her arms as I pulled it off and away.

I took a step back. Marilyn's eyes bore into me as I admired how beautiful she looked against the backdrop of the opposite valley wall. Her nipples hardened as I watched her.

I stepped back toward her and reached for her hands, pulling her arms above her and behind her head. When I let go of her arms, Marilyn kept them clasped behind her head.

My hands traveled along her sides and under her breasts, tickling the soft skin as I moved along the underside of her raised arms.

"Ohh," Marilyn said as gooseflesh popped up along her arms.

Leaning my head down, I pulled her right nipple into my mouth, sucking and licking it. My hands continued to run along her body.

When I moved my mouth to her other nipple, Marilyn sighed and shifted her weight. I continued to lick and suck each nipple, taking my time.

Finally, my fingers found the elastic hem of her shorts and slowly pulled them down to mid-thigh. I quickly looked down to see the small patch of hair between her legs.

"I'm going to make you cum," I said.

Marilyn nodded as I put my mouth back on her nipple and ran my left fingers between her legs. My middle finger ran along her clit and then inside her as she involuntarily thrust her hips toward me.

Moving slightly to her left side, I sucked at her left nipple, working my finger inside of her. My right hand cupped her ass. Pushing against her backside, I moved my finger to her clit again and began lightly rubbing it. Letting go of her nipple, I watched as Marilyn's eyes closed in pleasure.

Marilyn's hips rocked softly as I moved my fingers across her. I'm not sure how long I flicked her clit softly. The catch in her breathing told me that she was ready for more.

Holding my right hand hard against her, I quickly changed pace across her clit. My middle finger flicked, rubbed, and moved across her fast.

Marilyn grunted and opened her eyes. I didn't look away as her hips started pumping hard and fast against my finger. We both effortlessly worked together as my finger moved faster.

"Uhhh!" Marilyn grunted. I felt her body tense as her orgasm started. I bent my head and sucked her nipple into my mouth as she shuddered and twisted against my finger. Marilyn involuntarily jerked her hands from behind her head and squeezed me hard against her nipple.

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she panted as each spasm pounded her. Her hips locked as the next few waves contorted her body. My finger didn't slow until she sucked in a huge gasp of air and shuddered.

Looking up at her, I met Marilyn's half-closed eyes. Marilyn's hips pulled back as she became oversensitive. I pulled her back toward me with my right hand, moving my hand from between her legs. My fingers traveled up her stomach and to her right nipple.

"Damn!" Marilyn whispered.

Marilyn laughed, catching me by surprise. Pulling away, she took a couple of steps back. She bent slightly and pulled her shorts down her legs and over each shoe. In seconds, she stood in front of me naked except for her shoes. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever witnessed.

"You have to fuck me, Fish. Now.' Marilyn's eyes danced with the challenge.

"You think I'm going to say no?" I peeled off my shirt and shorts. Standing in front of her naked, I saw that Marilyn's eyes moved to my dick.

Marilyn walked toward me and moved to my right. She took a step down. She carefully moved to lean over the rock, turned to sit on the top, and then lay down with her legs hanging over.

I moved down and then stood between her legs. Looking across her body and out into the distance, I realized I had never experienced such complete vulnerability.

Holding her thighs, I pushed the head of my dick between her legs. When I went inside her, Marilyn's wetness squeezed me hard. Within seconds, I was leaning over her, thrusting hard and fast. Marilyn groaned and spread her legs as far as she could.

Marilyn's mouth opened as she panted. I watched her eyes as they became slits. Her hips trembled hard as I fucked her.

"Gonna cum," Marilyn whispered. "Hard."

I fucked her faster, wanting her to feel every inch of my dick.

I felt Marilyn clamp on me as she orgasmed. Her upper back came off the rock as her arms tensed. "Ohhh!" she grunted as she came. Marilyn's face and body contorted and shook for the next several seconds. Even when her orgasm began to wane, I fucked her. I wouldn't be able to hold out much longer.

"Let me turn over," Marilyn grunted.

I groaned as I was seconds from cumming.

I pulled back and out of Marilyn. She rolled and then turned away from me. Lowering her chest to the rock and spreading her arms to both sides, she presented herself to me.

Wasting no time, I thrust back inside of her, gripping her hips hard. Tingles traveled across my body as my balls tightened. I wanted to hold out long enough for her to cum again, but the sight of her spread out on the rock was too much.

I almost came out of her when the first spasm shot through my body. The amount of cum that came out of me had to have been huge. Marilyn grunted in appreciation as she became even slicker inside. I continued to thrust and shoot inside of her as I tried to breathe.

Although I fucked her more slowly, I didn't stop. Marilyn adjusted her legs as I continued to pound her.

Seconds later, Marilyn grunted hard. I felt her hips shake. Although she didn't cry out, I felt her orgasm squeeze and run along my dick as I moved. Marilyn pushed her hips back hard against me. I stopped pumping and buried myself against her ass, letting her feel the spasms of her body.

"That was unexpected. Jesus," Marilyn groaned.

I moved my arms to either side of her hips and lightly ground against her. Marilyn surprised me by summoning the strength to move her arms and push her upper body away from the rock. I moved my hands to her shoulders and squeezed when she was mostly upright.

Marilyn carefully bent further upward, almost standing. My dick still buried inside of her, I wrapped my arms around her breasts and quickly kissed the side of her neck.

"It looks a lot more beautiful up here with your dick inside me."

I couldn't help it. I laughed.

My fingers moved to Marilyn's nipples as I hugged her and looked out at the open valley.

Marilyn squeezed my dick as I pulled at her nipples.

Without thinking, I pulled away quickly. Marilyn grunted when my dick popped out of her. Pulling her shoulders, I spun her to face me.

Marilyn was caught off guard as I pushed against her shoulders. She momentarily didn't understand until I continued to press.

"Lie down," I told her. Her eyes widened as she smiled.

When Marilyn's back made contact with the rock, I pulled her legs up and bent my upper body. Marilyn watched as my face moved between her legs.

Despite the awkwardness of holding her legs, I stuck my tongue on her clit and began flicking her hard. The effect was immediate. Marilyn's legs trembled as she raised the small of her back slightly off the rock.

I worked my tongue on her as my arms trembled from supporting her weight. I lost track of time until Marilyn's legs shook harder and her hips pushed further away from the rock.

"I..." Marilyn started to say.

Second later, she let out a small scream as my tongue whiplashed across her clit. I cupped my mouth around her clit and gave her everything I had as she orgasmed.

I held her legs hard as her hips thrust into my face. Finally, I felt her legs and hips give out. Her hips slid back down to the rock as my tongue followed her down. I could feel her muscles flexing and releasing as I made her enjoy every spasm.

Standing up between her legs, I used both hands to run across Marilyn's legs and stomach. After a couple of minutes, Marilyn's eyes opened fully.

"Thank you. It was delicious."

"I agree," I said and winked.

"I think you deserve a blowjob for that. What do you think?"

I laughed. "I won't object. But I've cum a LOT today. Maybe more in twenty-four hours than I have in my entire life."

I let go of Marilyn and stepped back. Marilyn slowly raised her body and stood on the lower rock. She climbed up to the top, and I followed her.

As Marilyn moved to my right side, I stood on the rock facing the valley. Her right hand reached out to circle me. Her left hand moved to the small of my back. When she bent and sucked me into her mouth, I almost lost control of my legs. Marilyn pumped me with her thumb and forefinger while her head bobbed in sync with her hand.

Groaning, I moved my feet farther apart. My left hand moved through Marilyn's hair while my right hand traced between her shoulder blades. I couldn't believe that I was standing in the middle of nature, getting one of the best blowjobs anyone could hope for.

Several minutes passed. Marilyn continued to give me every bit of her energy as her mouth and hands worked their magic. I was so close to cumming that my legs wouldn't stop trembling. Every muscle in my stomach contracted and released as I got close but didn't finish.

Marilyn pulled her mouth off of me and stood up. She let go of my dick and rolled her shoulders. I watched her body move as she stretched.

"Having trouble cumming, Fish?" Marilyn smiled.

Marilyn reached between my legs and caressed my balls. Looking up at me, she winked. "I'm going to make you cum. And you're going to do it in my mouth."

Marilyn kneeled in front of me, running her right hand on my shaft. Her left hand tickled and pulled at my balls as her lips closed around the head of my dick. Looking up at me, she locked her eyes with mine.

When she started sucking on me fast, I felt my legs tremble again. Her fingers pumped me and circled as fast as she could. Placing my hands on both hips, I strained as my balls tightened.

Marilyn pumped harder without slowing down.

"Ahhhh!" I screamed as my balls released a massive spurt of cum into Marilyn's mouth. When the second spurt shot out, Marilyn moved her lips two inches away from the underside of the head of my dick, still pumping. I watched as the next shot of cum shot out and went into the back of Marilyn's throat. I'd never done that with a woman and assumed it was something only seen in porn movies.

Marilyn's hand pumped slower but just as hard as the next few shots spilled out. She moved her lips around the tip as I finished. When nothing except dribbles leaked out, Marilyn moved half of my dick into her mouth. She never lost eye contact with me while I came.

When she pulled her mouth off of me, she smiled and winked at me. "I knew I could get you to cum."

My legs still trembled as I breathed hard, and my heart hammered in my chest. Reaching down, I helped Marilyn stand up. Pulling her close, I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. Marilyn pushed the side of her head into my chest as I slowly swayed.

After a minute, Marilyn pulled away and turned to look out at the valley view below.

"Wasn't this worth the hike?" Marilyn turned her head toward me as she spoke.

I nodded. "Yes, on both counts. Thank you."

"Would this be something you'd like to do again, Fish?" Marilyn paused.

"100%, definitely, and yes," I said.

Marilyn joined me as I laughed.

We stood on the rock outcropping for several minutes with our arms wrapped around one another.

"Would you like to take a different way back to the car? There's a beautiful trail that loops around."

I grinned. "If my wobbly legs can keep up, yes. I'm game for anything."

Marilyn laughed. "Thank god you are."

...

A month later, I entered Marilyn's office. She winked at me and waved. "Hello," I said, moving to the chair on the other side of her desk.

Muting her computer, she whispered, "I'm on a Zoom call. It won't be but a few minutes. Then we can go to lunch."

I nodded and sat back in the chair to wait. After a minute, I saw Marilyn adjust her computer screen to a lower angle as she slumped in the chair.

"Oops," she said, presumably to the other person on the Zoom call. "Hold on for a second, okay?" Marilyn stood up from her chair. Reaching for her skirt, she unbuttoned it. She locked eyes with me as she pulled her skirt down, revealing that she wore no underwear. Letting the skirt fall, she stepped out and sat down again. Scooting her body forward, Marilyn motioned toward the door and then pointed between her legs.

She clicked on her computer. "I'm back."

I stood up, already feeling my hardon push against my pants. Reaching for the door lock, I turned it and pushed the "Meeting In Progress" slider on the back side of the door.

Returning to the other side of the desk, I knelt on the floor and peered under the desk. Marilyn's legs were spread. She used two fingers to hold herself open to me.

Pushing myself under the desk, I licked the inside of Marilyn's thighs. As my face neared her clit, Marilyn's left hand went behind my head and guided my lips to her clit. Instead of flicking her clit gently, I used the flat side of my tongue to rapidly run up and down.

Marilyn gasped. Thinking quickly, she coughed and covered her mouth with her right hand.

When I continued to flail my tongue on her, Marilyn tried to gently push my face back. I moved my hands to the outside of both of her legs and pulled her hard toward my face. I sucked her clit between my lips and went to work on giving her an orgasm. Marilyn's hand stopped pushing and began to rock my head hard between her legs.

"Hold again, sorry. Someone's at the door." I heard Marilyn clicking on her computer, presumably to turn off her camera and microphone.

Both of her hands grabbed my head as I flicked her clit.

"Almost there," Marilyn grunted.

Within seconds, Marilyn's hips gyrated and then froze as she started to cum. My tongue continued to flick against her clit as she grunted and thrust her hips hard into my face.

"Fuck," Marilyn whispered over and over.

Marilyn used her legs to push back.

I don't know how she managed to compose herself. Clicking several times on her computer, she spoke. "I have to attend to this other matter. Can we reconnect at 3?"

After a pause, she said, "Thanks. Later."

She stood up and walked around the desk as I emerged from under the desk. I leaned against the desk as Marilyn's right hand circled my dick and pumped.

I spent the entire morning thinking about Marilyn's body. She tried on several pieces of underwear while I watched and drank my coffee. "Just watch, okay? I'll make it up to you by lunch." I'd spent several hours experiencing intermittent hardons, thinking about how she had bent and moved while she tried on the provocative clothes.

Marilyn's hand moved faster. I felt the familiar urge building.

"Don't cum on the carpet, Fish," Marilyn teased.

Her thumb rubbed the head of my dick as she stroked me. My legs trembled as she teased me.

'I'm going to cum, Marilyn. I can't stop it." I groaned.

My legs tightened. Marilyn quickly dropped to her knees and buried my dick between her lips. I shot a massive shot of cum into her lips as soon as they covered the head of my dick.

"Uhhhh!" I groaned as I continued to shoot into her mouth. Marilyn almost giggled as she swallowed me.

When she stood up, she laughed. "That was a close one! What are we having for lunch?"

I growled, seeing Marilyn naked from the waist down. Catching her by surprise, I grabbed her shoulders and spun her toward the desk. I pushed her upper back down. Stepping between her legs, I thrust between her legs and impaled myself inside of her.

"Fuck!" Marilyn grunted.

I pushed down on her back as I fucked her. Because I had no intention of attempting to cum again so soon, I thrust hard and fast. Marilyn's grunts became more frequent.

I felt her legs flex as she came. Her body went rigid as I held her down. I fucked her hard until I felt her orgasm subside.

Pulling out, I helped her to her feet.

Marilyn took a shaky breath. "You know me TOO well."

I laughed. "We'd better get out of here before lunch is over. Or before I do it again."

Marilyn cocked her right eyebrow and licked her lips.

...

Four months later, I realized I had been living at Marilyn's, despite having my own apartment. As we walked one of our favorite trails early Sunday morning, I asked her if I was crowding her.

Marilyn turned and held my face between her hands. "Not enough, Fish."

"Do you want to get a place together? Move in with me? Or should I move in officially with you? Tell me what you want." I held Marilyn's hips as I spoke.

"My place is bigger. It's paid for. But I need to know you understand what you're signing up for. Not just the age difference, but also not having children of your own. Are you okay with that?" Marilyn's eyes held mine.

I nodded. "Yes. Just yes."

Marilyn leaned in and kissed me. When she pulled back, I could see tears welling up in her eyes. Pushing her hips against me, she moved her right hand to wipe at her eyes. "Not trying to change the subject, but if we hurry, I bet I can make you cum."

I laughed. I had become accustomed to Marilyn's way of discussing issues. Once it was done, she was ready to move and live.

Instead of continuing our hike, our shorts were pulled down within seconds, and our fingers pushed each other toward the inevitable.